Chapter 5

All of Hermione's friends went home for the Holidays, except Severus. Another month had passed, and the year 1976 would be coming to an end in a few days. After classes let out, Severus and Hermione had spent almost every moment together. They would meet each other in the Great Hall every morning and then would spend each day doing something different.

Severus tried teaching Hermione to conquer her fears of flying on a broom, inside the Quidditch Stadium one afternoon. But, after her second fall, she ended up throwing the school broom at him, enchanting it so that it would beat him across the head and knock some sense into him. She had told him she was scared of flying, but he hadn't listened. They spent the rest of that evening in the hospital wing. Severus had received several cuts from the broom and some splinters in his face from the handle.

They explored the school grounds and had lurked into unknown territories a few times. He had taken her deep inside the forest and showed her where the unicorns gathered. They spent several hours in silence, watching the gorgeous creatures, and he had to literally drag her away from there to go eat dinner.

Hermione had taken him back inside the Room of Requirement, but this time, she'd requested the room to transfer into her parents' home. She had wanted to show him where she grew up. She told him she was feeling homesick, which she was, but Hermione had ulterior motives as well.

They were now standing inside her bedroom. Severus was looking at some of the pictures she had on top of her dresser, and she was sitting on the bed, waiting for him to come to her.

Severus turned around and looked at her while pointing at a certain picture.

"These were your friends?"

"Yes."

"This kid looks a lot like Potter!"

Her eyes widened. "Ah, yeah... I... I guess he does, how funny. Um... Severus, why don't you come sit next to me?" She had to get him away from that picture before he started asking more questions.

Severus gave her a wicked grin. "I'd rather you sit on me," he said softly. He walked over to her bed and sat on the edge of it. She stood up and straddled him, placing her knees on the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him softly. She felt him harden beneath her, and her body responded with a freshet of moisture.

This had been the first chance they'd had to be alone, without fear of interruption-- since that time on the hill overlooking the Black Lake. Friends and school usually got in the way. Of course, they had made out plenty of times, until she'd felt like screaming for him , but nothing was going to interrupt them today.

Hermione began grinding herself into his lap and Severus moaned deeply. He pushed her back and grabbed her bottom, stood up and flipped her onto the bed. She scooted herself toward the headboard. When she was comfortable, he slowly crawled over her, dragging his hips over hers. His lips found her neck and he started sucking hard, giving her a love bite. Hermione was fumbling with his buttons, trying to remove his shirt. She slid her fingers over his nipples and gave them a tight squeeze making him hiss with desire.

Then, he sat back onto his knees and took his shirt completely off. Hermione had been wearing her halter top and had untied it. Severus helped her pull the top over her head, revealing a lacy strapless bra. She rolled to the side, and he slowly unhooked it and pulled it off. Severus couldn't take his eyes off her breasts. He leaned over and kissed each one, rolling each nipple lightly between his teeth. Hermione was running her fingers down the black trail of hair that led to the top of his pants. She loved the feeling of its texture across her fingertips and wondered what the rest would feel like against her skin. Severus slid his hands down her sides, giving her chills, and found the top of her pants. Together, they unbuttoned each other, but as Hermione tried to slide his pants over his hips, he stopped her.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"As long as we have taken precautions."

"I have, I've been taking the potion since I asked you to be my girlfriend."

"Good, keep going, then."

"I can't promise how long I'll last, but I can promise that you will be satisfied, okay?"

"Thank you."

He took her lips again before he pulled her pants and knickers down. Severus was surprised at how well groomed she was, and the sight of her reddening lips made him eager. He ran his fingers lightly over her pussy and inhaled deeply. He wanted to taste her.

Hermione felt suddenly shy. She had never gone this far with anyone else, but when he growled after putting his tongue directly on her clit, her nervousness went out the window. He pushed her legs further apart and started lapping at her slowly. Her folds ran slick with juice, and he took one of his slender fingers and scooped it up and entered her warmth. He kept circling her clit with his tongue and slid another finger in her; this time she squirmed.

"Did that hurt?"

"Oh gods no, keep going. Add another one!" she panted.

Severus pushed a third finger inside of her, this time with more difficultly. Slowly he pumped and licked her. Suddenly, she grabbed his head and pushed his face deeper into her. "Mmm! Oh... so good!"

He pulled his third finger out and pushed the other two as deep as he could go and slammed into her. He flicked his tongue faster as he did this, then he felt it; she clamped down around his fingers and her body started to shake.

"Yes! Yes!" she screamed.

He pulled out of her and scrambled out of his pants. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he found her opening.

"It's going to hurt, so make it fast," she huffed.

His dick was throbbing, and he thrust into her as hard as he could, ripping her hymen. She screamed from the pain and dug her nails into his back. Severus saw the tears forming in the corners of her eyes, but he was too far gone to try to stop. Harder and harder he drove into her until he felt his balls tightening up.

More and more groans from them both.

She had begun grinding her hips into his pelvis, trying to forget about the pain. He was so full inside of her, and the mere thought that she was finally having sex with Severus Snape pushed Hermione into another orgasm.

"Oh!"

"Mione! You feel so good!"

Hermione managed to find her clit with her fingers and started massaging it, so she could cum at the same time as her lover. Tension built between them until Severus was bucking into her mindlessly. Finally, he expelled inside of her, and she hollered, feeling the rush of another satisfying orgasm. He fell limply over her, and his long hair engulfed them in darkness. They were breathing hard as he kissed her lips again.

"I love you, Mione," he said softly.

"I love you more, Severus."

His heart melted. He slowly rolled off of her and pulled the blankets on top of them, where they slept in each others' arms for the rest of the afternoon. After they woke, Hermione went to the bathroom and tried to clean herself up, but Severus followed behind her and they showered together.

They washed each other's hair and Severus lathered them both with the soap. Then, he brought her closer and kissed her until the water had washed away all the bubbles. He even dried her hair with his wand and helped her curl the tips out.

"My mother had long hair, that's why I know so much about how to take care of it. I know I get teased about my own hair, but I don't care about the way I look. Well... only sometimes," he said.

"I like your hair just fine, and I really like it when you do my hair."

Hermione wasn't surprised that she found some of her old clothes in the closet; the room had amazing magic, and she decided to take what was there, packing it away in a small bag. Then, after looking at her photos one last time, they left the Room of Requirement and went down to dinner.

Since James and Sirius were gone, they took a trip to Hogsmeade on the last weekend before the students came back from holiday, where they bought each other belated Christmas gifts.

Severus had bought Hermione an antique silver headband that had small diamonds and pearls interwoven together. He had also purchased her some nail polish that changed colors depending on the type of mood she was in. Hermione couldn't believe how extravagant the headband was, however, Severus assured her that he had been saving his money, not really needing anything himself, and that it was his honor to buy something so beautiful for her.

Hermione had bought Severus a new book bag, his old one was in tatters, and a pewter stirring stick for his potion making. Although it took most of her money, she knew that with good care, pewter sticks could last a lifetime. She'd even had his name inscribed on it. It wasn't until he had unwrapped it and told her that he would cherish it forever, that Hermione realized he wasn't kidding.

"This is a special potion that we are going to be making, Miss Granger. It requires the best of the best in equipment--not the basics that you are used to using in class. I will provide everything that is needed, but I must impress upon you how valuable and priceless some of my personal collection is."

"Yes, sir, you can count on me to take care of this." She placed it back on the lab table and looked up at him. He was smiling.

At the time, Hermione thought it was strange that he had been smiling, actually grinning from ear to ear. But now, she understood. She had given him the stirring stick and he'd held onto it, keeping it near and dear to his heart. She suddenly felt like a frog was in her throat.

He was hinting to me, all along. I'm not sure when I go back to the future, but he, apparently, has always loved me. That's why he was smiling. He must have known I would be going back to the past and that I would end up buying this for him. He was trying to share this with me, so hopefully there will be a chance for us when I go back to the future!

After Christmas, Hermione was floating high. She knew Severus of the past loved her, but knowing that Severus of the future had always loved her, made her amazingly happy.

Unfortunately, this didn't last long because she started to feel torn. She wanted to go home and be with his older self, but she wanted to stay in the past, too. She decided that once her friends returned for the new term, it was time for her to start warning them about their futures; she didn't belong in the past, no matter how badly she wanted to stay with the young Severus.

"Okay, we searched Malfoy Manor. Remus came along and didn't smell her scent anywhere in the house; she hasn't been there." Arthur said.

"Well, it's now been seventy-two hours. Have you heard anything from the underground?" Harry asked Lupin.

"Nothing, all is quiet actually."

"I'm still working on that ancient magic, probably another day or two until it's ready. This could be a good sign, though. If Voldemort had taken her, I have a feeling that we would have known about it by now--however, we still need to be prepared for the worst," Dumbledore said.

"So this is all we can do? Wait to see if Snape shows back up? Or wait on this ancient magic that you're trying to create?" Ron asked.

"I'm afraid so." Dumbledore said.